This choice: Harper gets out of bed and raids the snack cupboard to try to quiet her belly • Go Back... Harper sighed as she slowly pushed herself out of bed, not even bothering to put on any clothes as she left her room and crept towards the kitchen. She could still hear her father snoring and was glad her parents were still asleep. Harper made her way quietly across the living room to the kitchen as she continued her mental soliloquy. It would be easy for her parents to hear her if she made too much noise, and Harper really didn't want that right now.
Harper felt like her stomach was about to burst open with how hungry she was feeling. She tip-toed towards the snack cupboard and opened it. She pulled out a package of cupcakes and greedily devoured them as she searched for her next morsel. Each bite sent a wave of pleasure through her as she gobbled up cookies and crackers and pretzels. Harper wolfed down everything she could find in the cupboard, inhaling each bite greedily as she stuffed as much as she could into her stomach. Each bite sent a jolt of euphoria through her, which made her want more. She wanted to keep feeling this way, and so she kept eating, desperate to fill her empty stomach. Harper was so lost in her hunger-fueled haze that she continued to eat faster and faster until she slipped into a trance. Harper's eyelids fluttered as she ate, and a small moan escaped her as she continued to devour the snack she had just pulled out of the cupboard.
She could feel her stomach stretching with each bite, but it made her feel more alive than ever. Being full felt so good, and the fuller she got, the better she felt despite how stuffed she was starting to feel. She could see her belly growing larger as she stuffed it with food, stretching as it tried to accommodate her appetite. Harper grew steadily larger, her stomach becoming more stretched and bloated with each bite. She gulped down a couple of cans of soda, washing down her massive feast and further stretching her gut.
Harper ate until she felt like she was about to burst. Harper was thoroughly stuffed, her stomach aching from how full it felt. Her binge had stretched her belly to the point where she could see it sticking out in front of her. And yet, Harper couldn't stop eating and kept shoving more food into her mouth as she stared at the large pile of food she had just consumed.
Finally, as she finished a candy bar, she let out a loud belch and stepped away from the snack cupboard. It looked much more empty than when she had started, and the pile of wrappers on the floor confirmed that she had eaten much more than she probably should have, but she couldn't care less. She felt so so good. She looked down at her distended belly and rubbed it, feeling how tight the skin was and a weird sense of pride at how much she'd managed to eat.
Harper struggled to gather up the wrappers as her belly seemed to get in the way of her movements, but she finally managed to dispose of the evidence to her binge and crept back up to her room. Her footsteps felt heavier than before as she felt the weight of her massive stomach. Harper groaned quietly as a dull ache reverberated through her body, but it was a good kind of pain. It was almost as if her body was so happy; it was melodically singing a song as she walked. Without even thinking, Harper hummed to herself as she made her way back to her room and closed the door behind her. She plopped down on her bed and closed her eyes, and drifted off into a deep sleep.
She was awoken by the bright light that shone on her face, and she squinted her eyes at it. She felt so stiff and sore, and she could tell that she had eaten more than she should have last night. Harper turned over onto her side to face away from the sunbeam and tried to go back to sleep, but it was no use as her stomach let out a loud growl. Harper took a deep breath as she pushed herself out of bed, glancing at the clock on her nightstand. 9:54 AM.
She moved towards the mirror, turning sideways to see the damage or her midnight snack. Her belly was still a bit bloated, almost making her look like she was in the early stages of pregnancy, though she knew she wasn't pregnant. Her eyes were glued to her bloated middle as she bit her lip, twisting this way and that to examine herself from every angle. Harper's stomach growled loudly as she continued examining herself, and she flinched slightly from the noise.
Harper was oddly excited as she looked at her swollen belly. She felt a strange sense of pride that she had managed to eat so much in such a short amount of time. But just as quickly as she started getting excited, it vanished, and Harper felt guilt consume her for her desire to eat more food. She knew it was wrong to be enjoying this so much, but...
Harper's stomach let out another loud growl, making Harper wince at the noise before snapping out of the trance-like state she found herself in and leaving the mirror behind with a glare. She was just about to open her door when she realized she was still naked and turned to grab the first thing she could find to cover her body. She managed to find a tee-shirt and slipped it on before grabbing some sweatpants and sliding them on. Honestly, she didn't really mind being naked, but her parents always threw a fit when she wandered around the house without any clothes on.
She took one last look at herself in the mirror, smiling slightly at her noticeable belly. Even wearing a loose tee-shirt, her belly stuck out a little, and Harper groaned as her stomach continued to growl. If she kept eating like this, she really would end up fat. Harper looked down at her stomach, and for once, she didn't mind the way it looked. She could feel the tightness of the skin as she examined her middle. Harper let out a slight groan as her stomach continued to growl, but it was a good feeling. Her body was so happy with how much she had eaten last night.
Harper paused in the doorway to her room, debating with herself about whether or not she should gain weight. She knew that if she kept eating like this, it would probably lead to becoming overweight and eventually obese. But... part of Harper wanted to keep eating until she became obese. That thought made Harper smile slightly. Harper had always been curious about what it would feel like to be fat, and she was beginning to wonder if she should take this opportunity to explore that option. To actually let herself get fat. To use her new freedom and hunger to gain weight actively. Finally, indulge her taboo desire to experience what it would feel like to grow fatter and fatter. The thought was so wrong on so many levels, but it appealed to her, and Harper wanted to keep eating until she became fat. She wanted to experience the feeling of her stomach expanding. She wanted to see what it would feel like to really get fat.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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